A Late Night Touch From Heaven

I’ve learned two things about hearing from God:  (1) He is always faithful to bring His word to pass, and (2) whenever I think I know how He is going to do it, He faithfully finds another way.  So it proved to be when God spoke to me one afternoon when I was soaking to try to hear from Him about a CD recording project I was about to begin.

His word surprised me:  that He would give open heaven experiences to those who participated in the project.  At our first rehearsal, I found it hard to share this word.  Was it really the voice of God, or was it just spiritual pride?  As in, “My project is so important to God that He’s going to give throne room experiences…” yada yada.

I imagined that the experiences would happen during rehearsals and recording sessions.  I didn’t expect to be kept awake half the night, weeping and shaking in God’s presence, with a convicting word pressed upon my heart.  But so it was.  Here’s the story.

Our team had met one day and recorded more than an hour of spontaneous worship.  The next day I had gone to the studio alone and recorded another hour of solos.  Now it was time to listen to it all, to choose what to use and what to reject, and to start the editing process.  It was going to be a lot of work.

The night before I began, I dreamed all night that I was working with the audio files in Cubase.  I woke up at 2:30 or 3:00, exhausted after working so hard; but because I had dreamed the whole thing, I had worked all night and still nothing was done.

In the last few seconds of the dream I heard a few words that I felt impressed to write down as soon as I got up.  I’ve known plenty of people who keep paper and pen on the nighttable, but I’m not one of them.  So I got up and went to my office, found an index card and a pen, and wrote the words down.  Then I went back to bed, hoping to get back to sleep.

But that was not to be.  The words scrolled through my mind again and again and conviction pressed down on me.  I wept at first, then shook.  This lasted for nearly an hour.

Somehow I sensed I was to post the words on a video, using one of the sounds I had recorded as a solo.  And I remembered an irreverent idea that had come to me the day before while I was soaking:  to combine that solo with an absurd video I had made when I was testing my camera.  The idea had struck me as a distraction from the serious business of waiting on God, but the idea of such an ironic video had kept me laughing for the rest of the day.

And now as I lay in bed feeling wave after wave of God’s presence sweeping over me and wondering if I would get back to sleep – it would be a busy day, and I needed my rest – a conviction gripped me that the humor of the video idea was God’s way of capturing my attention.  He wanted me to make the video.

I never did get back to sleep.  I was up by 4:30 and I went to work right away, figuring a nap would probably consume a big chunk of the day.

I won’t list the words here.  Making a long story short, I made two versions of the video. Version One is on Facebook with a testimony. Version Two is on YouTube, for all the world to see.  You can see the words at either link.

But what are these experiences all about?  When God opens the heavens to us, the realities we experience and the words we hear have great convicting power.  It isn’t that we create new doctrines – get your doctrines from scripture.  But the Holy Spirit writes God’s ways on our hearts.

My experience is just a sample.  Jesus paid for all of us to experience these things.  Expect the open heavens in your own life.  If He has done it for me, He will do it for you.

Stan Smith  ::  © 2010, GospelSmith  ::  http://www.GospelSmith.com
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